Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
04.Apr.21, 05:50 AM
It was amazing what growing up in a jungle and fending for yourself could teach you! Did his parents know about smoked fish being better at certain temperature? Maybe as much as he knew—it tasted amazing when it was served and he never questioned if it could be had another way. Yfris tried some while it was still hot and found it rather tasty but he was trying to be positive and give his friend’s interests a chance so he stopped picking at the fish to let it cool a bit.
“The mask isn’t needed every time. I like the flare for dramatics if you hadn’t noticed but some friends are also still shy about their interests and like pretending they’re an unknown partner for the night. They like to believe come morning and the masks are off that they can look each other in the eye again without embarrassment.” Yfris didn’t quite understand that emotion and believed it best not to regret anything you did. But, as he said, the masks were fun and added a thrilling little kink to the parties.
“Your Gather clothes would be fine for the dinner portion of the party but clothing doesn’t stay on long enough to matter what you wear after that.” He had discovered the trapdoor in his room when he was a child. He was told it was used during Threadfall to help house the people they watched over or for extra supplies storage. Since they weren’t dealing with Threadfall, Yfris had turned the large windowless room into a child’s playroom and then into an adult’s playroom as he got older and discovered various vices.
“It does seem to taste better as it cools,” Yfris agreed as he tore into the fish again. He would happily eat it either way and was pleased to know that fact. “So are you saying you want to come to the next one? There are a few that would love to play with you and I can plan a party for next month.”
“The mask isn’t needed every time. I like the flare for dramatics if you hadn’t noticed but some friends are also still shy about their interests and like pretending they’re an unknown partner for the night. They like to believe come morning and the masks are off that they can look each other in the eye again without embarrassment.” Yfris didn’t quite understand that emotion and believed it best not to regret anything you did. But, as he said, the masks were fun and added a thrilling little kink to the parties.
“Your Gather clothes would be fine for the dinner portion of the party but clothing doesn’t stay on long enough to matter what you wear after that.” He had discovered the trapdoor in his room when he was a child. He was told it was used during Threadfall to help house the people they watched over or for extra supplies storage. Since they weren’t dealing with Threadfall, Yfris had turned the large windowless room into a child’s playroom and then into an adult’s playroom as he got older and discovered various vices.
“It does seem to taste better as it cools,” Yfris agreed as he tore into the fish again. He would happily eat it either way and was pleased to know that fact. “So are you saying you want to come to the next one? There are a few that would love to play with you and I can plan a party for next month.”
